Simpson’s in The Strand.

 Anyone who enjoys eating out at a grand restaurant, there is no better place in London and I would argue in the world than - Simpson’s in The Strand. My parents took me there when in was 18, back in 1960 and I’ve been back on many occasions and have never been disappointed. Its had its ups and downs - since opening in 1848 as a proper eating house, but now its back in its fall glory. It open again after a proper face lift by the doyen of the restaurant trade Jeremy King of the famous Arlington restaurant. I read his fascinating book about the ruthless restaurant business Without Reservation - the other day and enjoyed it immensely. So I very much look forward to dinner with an old friend on - Good Friday at this iconic old lady of the restaurant trade - bon appetite.